Doctor, I … I want to ask … ask a question, "the woman said hesitantly.
"What's wrong?" Professor Yang looked at her and asked.
"How much does the surgery cost? I paid 8,620 yuan in the morning. I still have more than 2 … 300 yuan in my hands. "She also knew that the first hospitalization fee in the 912 required 30,000 yuan.
Being hospitalized with less than 10,000 yuan was the result after Professor Yang told the matron.
"I'll try my best to save you money. But less than 10,000 yuan is really not enough. "Professor Yang was also a little troubled.
When she was admitted to the hospital, the woman promised him that she would definitely be able to borrow money again.
Although he knew that he could basically pretend that he did not hear such words. Looking at her clothes, Professor Yang suspected that she could not even borrow 2,000 yuan, let alone 20,000 yuan.
However, Professor Yang still took the child in for a checkup first. If there was really no money after the diagnosis … Professor Yang could not do anything about it.
Zheng Ren also had no good way to deal with this kind of thing.
Zheng Ren did not agree with things like crowdfunding. In the end, crowdfunding helped the greedy and discontented people.
However, he could not bear to see the child leave the hospital just like that.
Zheng Ren knew very well what it meant to be discharged now.
To be able to diagnose it was already a very high standard. For the surgery to be successful, there were less than ten people in the country who dared to go on stage.
This was not enough …
Zheng Ren was also very helpless.
He quietly looked at the 15-year-old boy written on the medical record. Because of the lack of blood supply, his development was delayed. He looked like he was about 10 years old.
Gaucher disease did not affect survival time. It was just that the quality of life would be seriously affected. (Note 1)
Suddenly, a thought appeared in Zheng Ren's mind.
The thought was like a spark. It began to burn and could not be extinguished.
"Brother Yang, let's do this first. I have a way to solve the problem of the fees. Let's go out and talk about it," Zheng Ren said softly.
The woman felt like she was dreaming.
She watched the young doctor and Professor Yang leave in a daze. She still wondered if she did not sleep well, so she was in a daze.
After walking out of the ward, Professor Yang leaned close and asked in a low voice, "Boss Zheng, are you going to apply for a hardship subsidy from the hospital? Or a special case subsidy? Or a research fund? "
"The live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden can reduce a portion of the fees. I think if it's Gaucher disease, perhaps that side is willing to bear all the expenses and even give a certain amount of subsidies, "Zheng Ren said.
"…" Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. His legs went limp and he almost fell.
What the hell was that supposed to mean? He cursed in his heart. He was not scolding Zheng Ren, but the live broadcast of the surgery.
With his level, he would never do a live broadcast of the surgery. Wasn't that just courting death?
For a stranger?
What kind of confidence did he have to dare to broadcast the surgery live?
He was confident in normal surgeries. However, surgeries such as hepatectomy and cholecystectomy were just normal teaching and could not be performed in public.
As for the surgery for Gaucher disease, he still believed that the chances of death were greater than the chances of survival.
This kind of troublesome disease needed a live broadcast of the surgery!
What a joke.
"Boss Zheng, you have to be careful." Professor Yang smiled bitterly and said, "If it really doesn't work, I can bite the bullet and do it. At most, the patient will owe the hospital fees, be discharged, and be scolded by the head nurse. "
"Then I'll lose a big chunk of my bonus this month? Do the nurses have to pay for their work? "Zheng Ren smiled gently and said," One is enough. Treat it as a sign of love. What if there are more in the future? "
Even doctors had to face this kind of thing.
They had to live too. The relevant institutions did not care and threw it all to the hospital. The hospital was already overwhelmed.
Similar things always happened at work. There was no need to think about it at all. Professor Yang shook his head and sighed softly.
"Brother Yang, don't worry. I know what I'm doing," Zheng Ren said. "I'll go back and do some research. If possible, I'll ask Xinglin Garden to contact the hospital. This patient has nothing to do with you. He's a special patient and needs special treatment. Yes, when the time comes, he'll sign it … The legal department will have to do it. That's all for now. I'll leave first. "
Professor Yang did not expect Zheng Ren to think about so many things. He was stunned for a moment.
"Professor Pei from Sorcery Capital is here. I'm going to welcome Professor Pei tonight," Zheng Ren said. "It's not good for me to go back late. I'll leave first, Brother Yang. I'll contact you if there's anything else. When the results of the glucoside lipase activity test come back, you must send me a message immediately! "
After saying that, Zheng Ren left in a hurry.
Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren's back as he left. He did not know what to feel in his heart.
In his opinion, Zheng Ren was like Don Quixote. He held a rusty spear in his hand, rode a thin horse, and charged at a non-existent enemy again and again.
It was not that this enemy did not exist, but it was so huge that people could not even think of challenging it.
It was not a windmill, but the wilderness, the mountains, the blue sky, and the firmament!
He was trying to untie a dead knot that could not be untied. He was relying on his monstrous surgical skills and incomparably strong confidence.
Professor Yang shook his head again.
He did not approve of Zheng Ren's actions. Was it his own strength? In the end, he would definitely die without a burial place.
However, Zheng Ren was such a person. He was full of hot blood. He estimated that a few words from him would not be able to extinguish it.
He hoped that nothing would happen to him.
..
Zheng Ren quickly walked to the intervention department. As he walked, he took out his phone and called Peng Jia.
"Manager Peng, there's something," Zheng Ren said.
When Peng Jia received Zheng Ren's call, the joy came from the deepest part of his heart.
Recently, because of the live broadcast of the surgery, the traffic in Xinglin Garden had skyrocketed. Several large multinational venture capital firms had contacted Peng Jia to varying degrees. Some of them had already entered the substantive negotiation stage and were ready to enter the third phase of venture capital operations.
This was all thanks to Boss Zheng. For Xinglin Garden, he was a big financial backer!
Although they were separated by the phone, Peng Jia still smiled and asked, "Go ahead, Boss Zheng."
Zheng Ren told Peng Jia about the situation and finally added, "I want to consult a few teachers to see how the surgery is done. If the surgery can be performed, can you contact the hospital and do a live broadcast? "
Peng Jia's heart skipped a beat.
It rushed to his throat as if it was about to jump out.
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Note 1: I met a similar old lady. She was almost eighty years old and was as thin as a stick. Her belly was so big that it looked like she was pregnant. He had a belly full of spleens. It was said that he had been like this for decades.
Because he was very old and his body condition was not good, he could only use the interventional embolization method to carry out the surgery. However, his family's financial condition was limited, and he could not completely cure it after more than ten surgeries.
It's not my patient. I didn't contact him. I haven't seen the old lady in the hospital for a long time.
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